My Date With ‘Miss Big Kahuna’

Teen genius lures Sarah Stevens to the water park.

Based on a post by edstevens94301. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Westville High - The Water Park

My name is Doug Waldorf, and I'm an Evil genius.

Not seriously, I'm an evil genius. My IQ was tested at 195, that's the genius part. And I'm definitely evil. I'm the son of Huey Waldorf, whom you probably haven't ever heard of. Other people call him "Roach Man." Sound familiar?

Mom and dad divorced last May. Prior to that I occasionally heard some explicit arguments about dad’s unsuccessful sex acts. Seems dad has a healthy interest in many and frequent sexual expressions that mom has no interest in, whatsoever.

No only does she not want to experiment in anal stuff; She calls it sodomy and preaches condemnation on him for even begging her for it. Mom’s hardly religious, but she is very full of herself and obsessed with her social image.

The best ones I overheard were the negotiations for blowjobs. Damn, my dad was desperate. The stuff he tried to trade for coming in her mouth! But never would she ever deep throat him; and hell no; she ain’t swallowing that nasty snot for nothing!

She didn’t respect him, either. I guess I couldn’t blame him for giving up on her. And at least he should more class than Danny’s dad, down the street from us. See, Danny’s dad got caught screwing the hot babysitter. The whole neighborhood knows about that stuff.

No, my dad gave up a lot just to walk away as quickly as he could.

My only demand was that he take me with him.

After my parent’s divorce, Dad and I moved so he could take a job opportunity. I found myself walking the halls of my new school, Westville High.

As I walked around the brick-lined halls, I noticed that the whole place was full of bimbos and sluts.

There's Tina. She's a redheaded little minx who's fucked and sucked almost every male in this school. She's wearing an all-white tennis outfit, and you can see that her tits are just crammed into that little tank top. Shit, her skirt just flipped up, is she wearing any underwear?

There's Nurse Brown. That nurse's uniform can't be regulation. It's impossibly tight on her curvy body. The front buttons on her uniform are undone all the way to her stomach, and I can see her black lace bra encasing her pillowy tits. What do they put in the water around here, anyway?

There's Principal Schwartz. She's a buxom blonde wench who dresses like a slutty secretary. Today, she's wearing a pencil skirt which is damn tight on her ass, and slit almost all the way up her thigh. She's wearing a loose blouse. Wow, she's got huge fucking tits! I kind of like the evil scowl she's got on her face, too.

I'll fuck them later, I told myself. For now, I'm hunting bigger game. Where is Sarah Stevens?

I was particularly interested in Sarah Stevens, the slutty high school teacher who had been the subject of multiple stories. In one particularly hot one, she got roped into a drama production, and got into all kinds of sexual hi-jinx with the juvenile boys running the show. I particularly wanted to see the video of the show, where one boy stripped her out of a tight corset and fucked her from behind right there on the stage.

Ahead of me, I finally saw her. That has to be Miss Stevens, I thought, standing among a crowd of guys. They were all yelling shit at her, trying to get her to pay attention to them. She had a small smile and her face. She looks pleased with all the attention, I thought.

Holy shit! I stared at her apparel. Is that really what she's wearing around school?

Ms. Stevens looked to be in her mid-twenties. She's about the same height as I am: 5' 8". Her platinum blond hair was curled in little waves which fell below her shoulders. She's wearing a sports tank top which clings to her ample tits. Her athletic, toned waist and large curvy tits were clearly highlighted by the stretchy material. She's wearing exercise shorts as well, which had a white tie around her waist. Look at that ass! It looked like I could balance a book on that thing!

Damn. She's hotter than I thought, and probably just as slutty as all the stories say. To fuck her, I just have to figure out a way to get her alone, and it looks like all the other guys in this school have the exact same idea.

I quickly put my plan into action. I filled out a few forms, and, presto, I am the new president of the "Water Park Club." Naturally, our noble purpose is a dedication to the enjoyment of "Water Parks".

Every club at Westville has to have at least three members. I quickly bribed two obtuse classmates in my Spanish class, Marie and Greg. These two underage kids just want access to money and cigarettes, so it's easy for me to use my ID (I'm eighteen) and a little bit of evil cash to get them to sign up.

Now, with the Water Park Club officially formed, I had to look for a chaperone.

I asked Miss Stevens, of course. During our lunch break, there's a line of guys loitering outside her door, all hoping to get lucky and convince her to "relieve their aching erections."

Since no one was actually talking to her, I walked right up and explained to her about my club.

"The Water Park Club," she said, "What's that about?"

"Well, it's a club for people who like Water Parks," I explain patiently. "Do you like Water Parks?"

"Yeah! Water slides are super fun," Sarah agreed.

"Then you have to join," I said quickly. "We could use a chaperone for our next event."

"When's your next event?" she asked me.

I sighed inside, and told myself to be patient. I would be fucking this idiot in due time. Just for fun, I looked down her valley of cleavage peeking out from under her tank top. "We are planning to go to the Big Kahuna Water Park this weekend. It should be really fun!"

Big Kahuna.

That's how I managed to get to score a trip to the Big Kahuna Water Park with the gorgeous Miss Stevens.

As soon as we arrived, I quickly paid off the two idiots with five dollars in quarters; they happily found their way to the arcade.

Then I went to find Miss Stevens. She was sitting under a large beach umbrella reading a copy of US Weekly magazine. The cover of the magazine was "Bieber Fever!" She was wearing a tight purple dress which had a little flower pattern on it. The dress looked almost painted on, and her ample tits bulged out through the deep U-shaped cut at the chest.

"Hey Miss Stevens," I said, and she looked up at me.

"Where are the other two members of your club?"

"I'm not really sure," I lied, "I guess they ditched me. Can you do some rides with me? All of the rides here are for two people!"

"I thought I would grab some rest time," Miss Stevens complained.

"But who will I go on rides with? And I'm the president of the Water Park club!"

Reluctantly, she agreed.

The beautiful Miss Stevens stood up, and we walked to the lady's room together for me to wait for her to change. She went inside for a few minutes. I sat outside patiently.

After a minute or two, she poked her head outside and sheepishly asked me to come inside. I did so, checking first that the bathroom was empty.

"Can you unzip me?" she asked.

She turned around and lifted her hair up.

"Of course," I said. I fiddled with her zipper for a while, it was quite stuck. "I just don't have enough leverage," I said.

"What's leverage?" she asked.

"Never mind. Can you just bend over the sink so I can pull the zipper harder?" I told her.

Obediently, she bent over the sink and put her hips against it, bending at the waist. I stood directly behind her, with my crotch pressed firmly against her ass. I fiddled with her zipper for a while longer, stretching out the time that I was pressed directly against her electrifying ass. Then, finally, I wrenched her zipper downward, and it finally gave way.

With her dress undone, Sarah shimmied out of it. Under her dress, she was already wearing her bikini.

Oh my lord! My heart skips a beat. I'd read descriptions of her, but it's just incredible to see Miss Stevens in the flesh.

Sarah Stevens was built like a swimsuit model or like a Playboy bunny. Under her clothes, she was wearing a very skimpy bikini. The bikini top was light blue, and was patterned with tiny white polka dots. The bikini top was well-fitting: two triangles that strained to hold in my teacher's overflowing tits. It had thin, white spaghetti strap ties which met behind her neck. Her tits were nestled together by the bra into a pool of cleavage that threatened to suck in my gaze.

Her bikini bottoms had the same blue and white polka dot pattern, with white spaghetti strings tied in looping bows at her hips. How does that bottom stay on? Those ties look so fragile that I could undo her bikini with one quick move;

"Ms. Stevens? Could you help me with my swimsuit now? My shorts are a little tight." No reason to complicate things, I reasoned. According to what I've read, Miss Stevens is looser than a pack of worn out rubber bands.

"Doug. You're really cute, and I'd love to see what's under your short," Miss Stevens says with a sexy grin. "BUT. I have a new policy. No sex with my students."

"Really? Since when?" I was genuinely surprised that she was offering resistance.

"Since 10 minutes ago. My magazine US Weekly is very clear that teachers play an important role in society, and teacher/student relationships are a big no-no," she said with just a hint of self-righteousness.

"Okay, Miss Stevens. No sex. Got it." Yeah, right, I thought to myself. We'll see.

I am just going to have to work a little bit harder, I thought. Shouldn't be a problem for an Evil genius like me.

The Towers.

"Which ride should we do first?" she asked, when we had emerged from the changing room.

"How about that one?" I pointed to a tall, twisty one in the middle of the park.

I had already memorized the layout of the park, and for the ride I had pointed to, all riders must have a partner. One person has to ride behind the other on a small plastic sled.

When it was our turn to start the ride, Miss Stevens climbed onto the front of the sled, and I sat behind her. Her ass, clad in her polka dot bikini bottoms, was directly in front of my cock, and I quickly got an erection. I poked my cock directly into her tight, bikini-clad ass.

I groaned involuntarily at how good it felt! As we got into position to start the ride, I ground my rigid cock forward and back, through the cleft of her ass cheeks. She didn't even seem to notice. Then I looped my hands around her waist, pulling my beautiful teacher in tight to me.

The ride was fun, but I was mostly concentrating on the feeling of my cock, wedged firmly between her ass cheeks. It was great!

For our next ride, I sat behind her again, my cock again was lodged deeply in the crack of her ass. The ride was down through a dark tunnel. Halfway down the slide, I grabbed onto her dangling tits with both hands.

My hands were now full of her bouncy, full tits. I jiggled them, marveling at their roundness and size. Daringly, I felt her large nipples, like little erasers on my fingers. I felt her rippled darker areola ring through her bikini top, and pinched her large nipples. It felt great to have her full tits in my hands!

The ride lasted about a minute, and as we crashed into the pool at the bottom, I was happy with how I'd copped a full feel.

She came out of the water, her blond hair matted to her head.

"Did you just feel up my tits?" she accused me.

"No no, Miss Stevens. I was just trying to steer our slide! You know: left-right-left-right."

"Oh, Ok," she said happily. "Thanks for thinking of that!"

On our next ride, she got in front once again, and I sat behind her. Once more, my cock slipped between her ass cheeks like it was made to go there. Before we pushed off to go down the slide, Sarah paused to ask me, "Aren't you going to steer?"

"Oh, yeah. I forgot," I said. Then I put each of my hands on one of her bikini-clad tits, and we rode down together.

On our fourth ride, I had her sit in the back. Her long legs encircled me, one on each side. I couldn't help but stare at her almost muscular calves and her luscious, bare thighs. They're intensely smooth, and I could feel every inch of them as they slid past my waist and we sat together.

Then she put her arms around me, encircling my stomach, almost like she was hugging me. The feeling of her firm tits on my back was electrifying!

"This ride has a stick shift," I explained carefully. "Pull up when you want to slow down, and push forward to go faster."

I guide her hands to my full, rigid erection in front of her. She held on with both hands.

We went down the ride together, and I groaned in pleasure as her hand jerked my cock back and forth frantically all the way down.

After we crashed into the pool of water at the bottom, Sarah said, "The stick shift didn't work too well."

"Well, the one on that sled must have been broken," I said.

Lunch Lessons.

"Should we get some lunch?" I said.

In the line for lunch, Miss Stevens told me she was on a diet. "I feel like I'm getting fat," she confided in me.

She turned around, and I made a big show of staring at her perfect ass. It's immensely firm and tight. It's still wet, and little drops of moisture dotted it. Her blue and white polka dot bikini bottom is a thin triangle covering only the most meager portion of her crack.

My cock twitches. Down boy, I tell my cock. You're going to get a piece of that later.

"Yeah, you should watch it," I lied. "Guys don't like fat chicks."

She sat down to save us a couple of seats. I ordered her lunch, and paid for our food.

"A cheeseburger and French fries? I can't eat that stuff!" Sarah's nose crinkled in protest.

"No, no, these are a new thing. Super low fat cheeseburger, and skinny French fries."

"Really? I love burgers and fries, and I've never heard of that before," she said.

"Oh, it's a new thing. A specialty, of this particular water park."

I did say that I'm an Evil genius, right?

During lunch, I made sure to bring up my next demented topic. "I was reading this in the news the other day. A bunch of scientists have found that semen is really good for losing weight."

"Really? I suck; I mean, I drink semen all the time!" Miss Stevens's face glowed as she learned about this.

"Yeah, you're so lucky. You have to drink it right after you eat something fatty, though. Helps cut the grease," I said, without even a trace of a smile.

After we finished our meals, we walked out of the restaurant. Miss Stevens burped uncomfortably. "Are you sure that was the diet burger?" she asked me.

I make a big show of checking my receipt. "Oh shit! That was the full fat one. I must have ordered it wrong! I'm so sorry!"

I turned and started to walk away. I did it slowly, and waited for the gears to turn.

"Hey, Doug?"

Finally! I thought.

"Can I have some semen? I really don't want to gain weight because of this," Sarah Stevens grabbed my arm and looked pleadingly into my eyes.

I pretend to protest. "Well, I don't know. Don't you have a "no sex with students" policy?"

"This isn't about sex! You would be giving me a nutritional supplement!"

"I don't know about this; "

"Please? I'm a really good cocksucker! Pretty please?"

"What are you going to give me?"

"Anything you want!"

"One favor, anything I want, later?"

"Deal!"

We quickly slipped into the family changing room.

With a sexy grin, Sarah gently pushed on my shoulders, until I found myself seated on the bench in the over-sized bathroom. Dropping gently to her knees before me, she ran her hands over my thighs. She looked up at me under her thick eyelashes, and unlaced my shorts. She pulled them down, and my erect cock stood at attention.

Using her long, elegant hands, Miss Stevens slowly stroked my thickened cock. Without saying a word, she flicked out her tongue, tasting my purple head. She leaned over me, breathing her hot breath on my cock. I reached down, cupping the back of her head. She looked up at me, grinning, before opening her mouth.

I felt her hot mouth caressing me, her tongue sliding over my skin. I sighed loudly, almost moaning, and I leaned back, throwing my head back as I pushed up against her mouth. Using her hands, she began to play with my balls. They are unshaven, and she began pulling on my pubic hair lightly, teasing me.

I growled, pushing up at her, and she leaned forward, taking the head of my cock deeper in her mouth. I groan as she slid down my shaft.

She began bobbing her head in my lap, her tongue was caressing my shaft. I groaned as she hit a sensitive spot, and she returned there, licking and sliding all around it. I lifted my hips, pressing myself upwards, and she cupped my thighs, opening her mouth so that I slipped fully inside of her and down her throat.

All too soon, I could feel my orgasm approaching, and hissed out a gasped "I'm going to cum!"

"Cum in my mouth, baby. I need your cum," she mumbled, her mouth still full.

I pushed her head down, thrusting my entire length deep into her throat. I came in big long jerks, into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, sucking my cock dry.

After I put on my shorts and we exited the bathroom, Miss Stevens says lightly, "Who knew that I could avoid getting fat, just by drinking semen?"

Who indeed?

Making Deals.

On our next water ride of the day, the "Twister," I again grabbed onto her ample tits and groped her all the way down. Miss Stevens squealed and held onto my hands, further mashing my palms into her tits.

"I wanted to help steer," she explained at the bottom.

I'm a little bored with this now, so I initiated the next phase of my Evil plan.

We walked past a sign, which read "Miss Big Kahuna Water Park Contest Today!"

Reading the sign, Sarah suddenly grabbed my arm and stopped me. "Oh, Doug! There's a beauty pageant today! Should I enter?"

There was indeed a contest today, but it's only happening because I set it up two days ago by calling the swim park manager and paying him $500.

"A beauty pageant?"

"Yeah! I've never been in a beauty pageant before!"

I made a show of looking her up and down. The busty gym teacher was gorgeous, of course, with her toned, athletic body, and ripe tits. But I didn't say that.

"You'll need a lot of work, if you want to win," I said critically.

"What kind of work?" Miss Stevens cupped her tits and turned to look at her ass.

"Outfit, skin, the whole shebang. Lucky for you, I'm a model manager."

"Really? I'm so lucky! I'm in your hands," Miss Stevens said.

"The first thing we have to do is get you a new swimsuit. That old thing will never do."

"This is my new swimsuit! You really think I need to change it?"

"You want to win, don't you?" I said.

"More than anything!"

"I saw this place just outside the swim park. "Nasty Suits"," I said.

"Great! Let's go get one."

We wandered over to the store adjacent to the swim park. The "Nasty Suits" store is dark and kind of smells like mold and mildew. But it's full of trashy swimwear, just the kind we're looking for.

Sarah grabbed a few outfits off of the shelf, and we went back into the changing room.

I sat on the bench of the changing room, ready for the show.

Without hesitation, Miss Stevens quickly untied the top of her bikini, letting it flop to the ground. Her full tits bounced free. They were full and ripe, and, despite their size, seemed to defy gravity.

Not wasting any time, Miss Stevens untied her blue bikini bottoms. I instantly had an erection. Her slit was shaved completely bare, and glistened slightly in the light. In the changing room, I could see my teacher's full ass in the mirror behind her.

She tried on the first suit she'd picked, a black one-piece. The suit was made of a shiny black material, and had a metal front-zip zipper running down the middle from the bust line to the waist. She had to squeeze in it, and when she finally fit her ass and body into it, the suit fit her lower body perfectly, like a second skin.

She tugged at the zipper in the front to try to close it, but the suit was clearly not intended to enclose tits of her size. Pulling on it as hard as she can, the zipper closed up only to the bottom of her tits, leaving a deep expanse of cleavage. Her full tits were hanging out of the top of her suit.

"Doug, can you help me with this?" she asked.

I stood up and my erection caused my shorts to tent uncomfortably. I answered, "Can you lean against the sink again?" As Sarah backed into the hard white sink in the bathroom, her legs spread.

Between her thighs, I pressed my crotch against hers, pinning her against the sink. Grinding myself against her, I could feel my cock rub up and down her slit area through our swimsuits. Miss Stevens flushed and looped her arms around my waist.

I clamped my left hand onto her firm, tight ass, and pulled upward on the zipper with my right. The zipper slid an inch upward, and we both let out a loud grunt. Again, I held her body down by holding her by her ass, and used my free hand to pull on the zipper. As I did so, my crotch, pushed up tightly against hers, grinding up and down the slick material of her swimsuit.

After a third mighty attempt, the zipper finally closed, and the thin black fabric of the suit reluctantly covered her nipples. The tops of her tits were crammed into her suit, forming magnificent round globes.

"This suit fits me pretty well," she said. "How do I look?"

"Turn around," I said, and she did, displaying her athletic body and tight ass to my leering gaze. The swimsuit, albeit a little tight, did fit very well, like it was painted on.

"You look like really old," I lied. "That suit is for old ladies."

"Really? How embarrassing!" she says, and begins to pull it off again.

The second suit she had was a purple bikini. It had deep underwire cups designed to accommodate Sarah's 36DD knockers. The cups supported and enhanced her already massive tits to an eye-popping level.

"How do I look?" she said, turning in place.

"You look like a granny! That suit doesn't really work either," I lied.

"What should I do?" she asked desperately.

"Let me go look for a couple of suits," I suggested.

I got up, and then sat down immediately. Sarah impatiently said, "Well? Are you going to look for me?"

I spread my legs, and point at my swollen cock. In a stage whisper, I said, "I can't leave the changing room! You made me too excited!"

Sarah looked down at my problem, and licked her lips. This was something she knew how to handle.

"I'm so sorry, Doug. I didn't realize that you were getting excited. Let me help you with that."

She lowered herself to her knees. I pulled my shorts down. She closed her eyes and blissfully began to suck my cock.

I relished the feeling of her hot mouth on me for a few moments, and then asked, "Could I feel your tits, Miss Stevens?"

Ms. Stevens paused her blowjob, and lifted her head off of my cock. Reaching behind herself, she pulled her bikini top off in one quick motion. Then she quickly resumed her work, humming to herself happily over my cock.

I began to cup her gigantic boobs, enjoying their soft, plush feel. They felt heavy in my hands, and I quickly began pinching and rubbing her hard nipples.

"You're the best, Miss Stevens!" I murmured to myself.

She pulled herself away from me, and looked deeply into my eyes with her own. "Would you like to fuck them?" She whispered lustily.

She leaned forward and wrapped her flesh mountains around the shaft of my cock, tightly enclosing it. She allowed some saliva to dribble out of her beautiful mouth, making her tits slick and wet. I felt my knees shake as she began lifting herself up and down, allowing my cock to smoothly pass up and down her valley of tit flesh. I continued to stroke the outsides of Miss Stevens' giant tits, relishing the soft, firm material.

After just a few moments, I could feel myself beginning to cum.

"Here I go!" I said, and white semen began to jerk out of my cock. Sarah just leaned down and caught a few flying gobs with her mouth. The rest splattered on her face, neck, and tits.

"Phew!" I said. "For a granny, you sure have nice tits!"

"Can you just go look for me now?" she asked plaintively.

After a few moments of searching outside the dressing room, I brought back my choice.

"Why don't you try this one?" I lifted up a swimsuit composed of just two strings. It has about a tenth the fabric of even the skimpy blue and white polka dot bikini she had worn before.

Dubiously, Miss Stevens tried it on. The bikini top was just two silver dollar sized triangles which she adjusted to cover her large nipples. The triangles were held in place by a nearly invisible set of webbing which left the impression that Sarah was nearly naked.

The bikini bottom was just a G-string which circled her waist. In the back, the two waist straps united in a Y-shape with a third string, which dove deeply into her ass crack. In short, my hot teacher was left nearly naked, with only tiny white triangles covering her pussy lips and nipples.

"Oh, you look awesome! Just perfect!" I said.

Turning around, Sarah examined herself in the mirror. "Isn't this swimsuit too revealing?"

"No, not at all! Miley Cyrus wore one just like it!"

Pleased with my answer, Miss Stevens threw her arms around me and gave me a big kiss.

"Thanks for all your help! How can I ever repay you?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something when you win."

Walking out the door, I grabbed one last touch, a pair of stiletto high heels. The shoes had ludicrously high, 8-inch, needle-like heels. When Miss Stevens wore them, she could only take small, mincing steps. However, her calves and legs looked great!

With our shopping done, we went out to the "Miss Big Kahuna Water Park" contest.

Miss Big Kahuna Pageant.

It is just about to start when we went backstage. The backstage was nearly empty, with just a small table where the manager of the water park was sitting. The manager was a fat turd of a fellow, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and filthy shorts that said, "Kiss here." on their front.

"Are you entering the pageant, Miss?" the manager of the water park asked us. He leered at Sarah in her slutty beauty pageant bikini, her ample assets pouring out everywhere.

"You bet! Can I still enter it?" Miss Stevens asked eagerly.

"Well, you're a little late," the manager said, ignoring my angry look. I paid him $500 to put on this little competition!

"Oh no! Can't I convince you somehow? I really, really want to enter?" Miss Stevens said with horror.

"Let's go into my office to talk about it," the manager replied.

Putting his arm around her shoulders, they went into his office. Ten minutes later, they emerged, with the manager smiling broadly.

"You're in!"

We headed over to the contest area, where the other contestants are assembled. There were two teenagers that look about thirteen years old. They were egging each other on to enter, and looked like they were having fun about it. There was also a white haired old lady pushing a rocker, who was about 65 years old.

And there was Sarah Stevens. Nearly naked, with her string swimsuit, barely covering her nipples and her pussy lips.

The contest started, and music blared. I watched from the audience. Giggling, the two girls walked out hand in hand. There was some lukewarm applause from the 3 or 4 people watching. Most of the water park visitors were just ignoring the feeble display.

Then the granny came out. The granny waved her arms like a champ, and the flaps of wrinkled skin on her triceps waved about. Again, some light applause.

Finally, Sarah strutted out in her high heels. Her hair was curled immaculately. Her arms were cocked proudly on her hips, with her ample chest thrust forward. Parading slowly in front of the audience, she paused to touch several of the male members of the audience on their stunned faces. She turned in a slow circle, displaying her nearly naked ass with just the G-string.

Everyone visibly stopped to stare. Around me, I could see half a dozen erections from the men, who had stopped to gawk.

Amidst the total silence, I began to clap and cheer loudly. Several others in the small crowd also clapped hesitantly.

Sarah had a smile like radiant sunshine, and the people around me cheered even more loudly.

The manager walked up, and said, "Well, it sounds like the winner is, what's your name, honey?"

"Sarah Stevens."

"Sarah Stevens!" he shouted.

Miss Stevens lifted her hands to her mouth and widened her eyes like she can't believe what had happened.

"Oh my God, oh my God! I actually won!"

She gave the water park manager a big kiss. He slipped her some tongue, and grabbed a big handful of her ass, right there in front of everybody.

After the contest was over, Sarah ignored the crowd of men who had come up to her and exclaimed to me, "I won! I actually won! How could I ever thank you, Doug?"

"It was nothing," I uttered modestly. "Just doing my job."

"I couldn't have done it without you! Let's go back to the changing room! I have a special surprise for you!"

She led me by the hand to the changing room where I had gotten a blowjob earlier that day.

I sat down on the bench, ready for a show. Miss Stevens shrugged out of her teeny bikini, and stood there naked in front of me.

Pulling down my shorts, she sat on my lap, with my erection poking her stiffly in the bottom.

"I still don't want to have sex," Miss Stevens exclaimed. "US Weekly was very specific."

"Oh," I said with some disappointment.

"So you'll just have to make do with fucking my ass," she continued.

"Oh!" I replied. My eyes widened, and my cock jumped at the thought. My hands, which had been resting on her waist, slid down to grip her round, firm ass cheeks.

Miss Stevens grinned at my response. "So, I take it you approve of this idea?" she asked coyly.

I just growled in response, spinning her around and leading her over to the table. The table is conveniently situated in front of a mirror, allowing me to see Sarah's beautiful face and dangling tits as I buggered her.

I bent her over, reaching down to rub my cock against her ass. Her asshole was dry, so I reached down, scooping up some of the wetness I found dripping from her cunt.

I liberally coated my cock with her juices, and then applied some more to her ass. I slid my finger over her asshole, and then slipped it inside. Sarah grunts, her ass tightening on my invading digit, but then she relaxed and loosened up a bit, and I felt my finger sliding easily in and out of her opening.

I inserted another finger, and felt her sphincter loosen up even more to accept it. I judged her just about ready, and pulled my fingers out of her. "Ready?" I said, holding my cock and placing it at her entrance. She takes a deep breath, and spread her legs a little wider. Sarah turned to look at me, and just nodded.

I pressed forward, my head pressing against her anus. It was tight, incredibly tight, and seemed to resist my helmeted intruder.

"Oh! You're so big!" my teacher said breathlessly.

Sarah took another breath and relaxed a little more, letting the tip of my cock start to enter. I had to work at it, but I finally got my head inside of her. I just held it there, letting her relax, before I slowly inserted more of it into her. She gasped, started panting, and I felt her ass tighten up once more. I took it very slow, moving inside of her, then holding until she relaxed then moving again. Finally, I was entirely inside of her. "That's all of it," I said, slowly rubbing her cunt and using her juices to coat her opening. "Are you feeling okay?"

Sarah turned back to me, and nodded. "More than okay. Your cock feels wonderful in my ass."

I could feel her muscles squeezing me as she got used to my invasion. I slowly pulled back, not letting my cock emerge, and then slid it back into her again. She groaned at the feeling, but didn't say anything else. I repeated the movement again, then again, and was soon slowly sliding in and out of her. Her ass had completely relaxed, and I felt better about fucking it a little harder. I sped up, moving faster and faster. Before too long, I was really laying into her, my body slapping up against her ass with a rhythmic slapping sound.

Sarah grunted in response to my movements. I reached down, pulled her cheeks apart, allowing me even more freedom.

She moaned lightly, and moved her hand between her legs. In the mirror, over her shoulder, I saw her rubbing her cunt as I fucked her ass. She moaned loudly then, her finger movements sped up. I held her cheeks in my palms, my thumbs were spreading her wide as I pounded into her.

Sarah groaned out loud, her face was showing her immense pleasure. She opened her mouth and eyes, then suddenly stiffened. "Oh my; I'm; I'm cumming!" she yells, her whole body was shaking as she orgasmed. I felt her ass clamp down on my cock, and I feared for a moment that she was going to rip the darn thing right off. But I continued slamming into her ass, and the extra tightness served to give me the stimulation I needed to go over the edge myself.

With a grunting cry, I exploded inside of my teacher, coating the inside of her ass with my jizz.

"Uh!" She cried. "I feel your cum! It's so hot!" She shakes again, another orgasmic wave coming over her. Eventually, the two of us collapsed, panting, against the table.

Ah, the perfect ending to a perfect evil plan.

Based on a post by edstevens94301, for Literotica.